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Enter to Win a Free Copy of Death and Other Fun Activities

April 26, 2018 Leave a comment


Enter for a chance to win a free copy of Mark Bate and Jeff Folschinsky’s comedic monologue book “Death and Other Fun Activities.”



Death and Other Fun Activities is Available

March 23, 2018 Leave a comment


Death and Other Fun Activities, a humorous book of monologues by Myself and Mark Bate is available for purchase.

A psychic medium with performance issues, a priest with questionable work ethics, and a vengeful traffic reporter are just a few of the crazy characters that you will run across in this crazy collection of our hilarious monologues.


Hiking to The Echo Mountain House and Lowe Railway

January 7, 2018 Leave a comment

Excited to find the beginning of the Sam Merrill Trailhead, Tyler starts us on our journey to find the trail to the ruins of the Echo Mountain House and Lowe Railway, located in Alta Dena California.


If we wern’t sure before, we sure are now. We found the trail.


And off we go! Only three miles to the top!


Three miles to the top doesn’t sound like a big deal. But the trail is at a constaint incline. It is what Tyler calls a “Pay For It Now, not Later” Trail, so we need a few rest breaks


Breaks over. Lets get a move on.


The trails were pretty narrow so you had to be careful when passing oncoming hikers


We’re almost there, just a little further.


Tyler: Hey, if we walk just an additional two miles, we can see inspiration point. Don’t you want to be inspired.
Jeff: No. Not for two additional miles. 


We made it! We made it!


The first stop at the Echo Mountian House and Lowe Railway was the ruins of the Casino and Tennis court. Now turned into a picnic area


Tyler being the good hiking master that he is discovered the stairs down to the ruins of the Casino and Tennis court.


The ruins of the Echo Mountain House Casino area.


Tyler has found the next area, the Lowe Railway.


The Mount Lowe Railway a railway that went up the side of Echo Mountain to bring guest to the hotel.


Some pictures on what the railway used to look like.


A rusted out bottom of one of the old railway cars.


The three rail tracks that the railway cars would use to reach their destination at the top of Echo Mountain.


Old bases that would hold the track up, can still be seen on the side of the mountain.


Old gears litter the ground around the old railway.


Tyler admiring one of the old giant railway gears laying on the ground. He doens’t know if it’s art, but he thinks that he likes it.


Historical marker commemorating the people who built the Echo Mountain House and Lowe Railway.


Tyler guilding us to the ruins of the Echo Mountian House. Which was destroyed when a kitchen fire broke out and couldn’t be contained.


Foundation of the Echo Mountain House.


Pieces of the structure stick out of the ground. Providing a rough outline of what the structure used to look like. 


More pieces of the structure sticking out of the ground.


A pit that looks like it was a water collection area or possibly a pool for the Echo Mountain House.


Tyler just taking it all in.


Echo phone that you can use to call out to the mountains and see how many times you can get your voice to echo.


Tyler decided to give the Echo Phone a try.


Echo Mountain House and the Sam Merrill trail is a favorite destination for hiking groups around the Los Angeles California area.


Tyler getting us ready to the hike back down the hill. Which was more pleasent than the trip up it.


But first Tyler is going to take in the view one last time.


And it is a marvelous view from Echo Mountain House. You can see all of Alta Dena, Pasadena, and off in the distance you can even see Downtown Los Angeles.


Tyler Weight Lifter

Before we leave though, Tyler has decided to show this hike who’s in charge. And with that I bid you farewell. 


Best of… One Act Play Depot

September 28, 2017 Leave a comment

My first play that I every had published back in 2002 “A Pill By Any Other Name is the Wrong Dosage.” Is part of the publisher, One Act Play Depot’s Best Of Volume One collection. A 776 page book, with 21 One Act Plays, that I honored to be part of.


My play Legends of Little Lump is now available

August 10, 2017 Leave a comment

The play I wrote THE LEGENDS OF LITTLE LUMP that was based on my first book “Tales from Little Lump – Alien Season” is now available to be produced through Norman Maine  Plays. An edited down version that is safe for younger audience is available through their sister company Big Dog Plays.

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Madam Lydia Monologue (Part 2)

September 16, 2012 Leave a comment

Madam Lydia, as played by the very talented Taylor Ashbrook.

By Jeff Folschinsky

Outside of the Police Station, MADAM LYDIA is trying to smoke a cigarette, but can’t seem to get it lite for some reason.

(Madam Lydia starts coughing)

I really do need to quit. I don’t even enjoy it to be honest with you. I think it’s just an unconscious habit at this point in my life. Something that I’ve done so many times in the past that my body feels lost without it. Which is funny because my mind consciously hates it. It’s like I’ve set up two warring faction in me and frankly, my body is kicking my minds butt. I think it’s because it’s infinitely more devious than the mind.

For example, half the time I don’t even realize I’m smoking until I’m already doing it. It’s like the mind keeps telling the body it’s in charge but as soon as the mind looks away the body does whatever the hell it wants.

I’ve been thinking of taking up crocheting, just so my hands have something to do. I’m hoping it might fool the body into behaving itself? It’s like the old saying goes; idle hands are the devils workshop. My only worry is that I’ll end up with a crap load of sweaters lying around. I could give them out as gifts I guess, but how many times can you give someone a sweater before you start becoming known as the weird sweater lady? As opposed to the weird lady who talks with spirits. Yes I know, no matter what, I’ll always be seen as an odd duck. If I had the choice though, I guess I would prefer to be known as the weird spirit lady. I guess it’s because I’m use to it and besides, being known as the weird sweater lady just seems odd to me. I don’t know why, it just doesn’t seem as pleasant for some reason. Eh, different strokes for different folks I guess.

They didn’t send you out here for me, did they? Good, then I can finish this one off. Hey, wastes not, want not, and besides as much as it pains me to say it, I think both my body and mind needs this little bastard right now.

(Tries to lite the cigarette again but still is having problems. As she’s trying to lite the cigarette she starts singing “Walking after Midnight”.)

I go out walking, after midnight… Sorry, I always sing that song when I’m nervous. I think it’s because I consider Patsy Cline a religious icon in my life. Would you believe that her spirit was the one that taught me the words to that song? No kidding, just showed up one day and taught me the words. Said it would help me whenever I was feeling down.

God, I could use her right now but I haven’t heard from her in ages. Right now, she’s like all the other spirits, oddly quiet and I have to say it’s a little disconcerting to be honest with you. Which is odd because you would think I would revel in the silence, but it just doesn’t seem right for some reason?

It’s like when I was growing up and sharing a room with my sister who snored; like every night. I don’t know how I ever got to sleep but somehow I did. Years later when I finally got my own room, you’ll never guess what happened? I all of the sudden developed a bad case of insomnia. No kidding, I mean, I couldn’t sleep at all. It was like as bad and annoying as the noise was; I had become so use to it that I had trouble living without it; strange huh?

Well, I finally had to borrow my father’s cassette recorder and record my sister snoring, and played it back while I slept. It worked too, believe it or not? Eventually it got to the point where I didn’t need it anymore. Somehow though, I don’t think the solution to this is going to be quite that easy. I don’t know why I get that feeling, but something about this whole thing seems off for some reason. I’ve never seen the spirits act so funny.

Even that spirit that lives in the Johnson’s house is nowhere to be found. And normally, you can’t get that guy to shut up. He’s always on about one thing or another. You know that as well as anyone since you had me do that session at the Johnson’s house a few weeks ago. Two hours of channeling that guy bitching about how everyone is blaming him and how he didn’t have anything to do with it. Thank god your recorder ran out of power or we would probably still be there. I figured if anyone from the other side would be talking to me it would be that guy, but even he seems to be hiding out somewhere.

It’s like the spirits all just decided to stay home today. Like they knew there was something about this day and it was just better off to stay in bed. Which is fine by me, I just wish they would have given me a little heads up, that’s all.

I mean, here I am with you and the police and nothing to show for it. It’s kind of embarrassing, to be honest. Like getting strep throat right before you’re suppose to sing in front of a big audience. I mean, there’s nothing I can do about it and no way I could have predicted it, but it’s still embarrassing none-the-less. Oh well, nothing to do now but just give it the old college try. Unfortunately, I didn’t go to college so they’re going to have to settle for the old high school try, and who knows, the spirits might be feeling more chatty now. Here’s hoping, anyway, we should get back in there before the boys in blue start getting antsy.

(MADAM LYDIA starts coughing as she leaves.)

Damn it, I really hate theses things.

(MADAM LYDIA throws the unlit cigarette away.)


Monologue performed June 1, 2012 as part of ECT’s Eclectic Voices Show, “The Theory of Silence”. Madam Lydia was played by Taylor Ashbrook.

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